King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 171 - 171 166 Slaughter

Chapter 171: Chapter 166: Slaughter Chapter 171: Chapter 166: Slaughter “Big Cat, you scoundrel, what is happening?” Muria, riding atop a giant wolf that has grown to twelve meters long and whose fur has entirely turned golden, gazed out over the vast wilderness from atop a towering hill.

Muria could sense Troy’s location, and likewise, Troy could sense Muria’s.

Two months ago, Muria could sense that while he was moving towards Troy’s location, Troy was also moving towards him. Normally, given their speed, they should have been able to reunite in a few days.

However, ten days ago, Troy suddenly stopped moving and stayed in one place. Initially, Muria was very worried for a while, fearing that Troy might have encountered some accident, such as running into a soul-level monster in the wilderness.

But after sensing Troy’s condition through their contract, he discovered that Troy’s soul vibrations coming through the contract were very stable, without any significant fluctuations.

This kind of soul vibration seemed to indicate that Troy was sleeping! Having realized this, Muria was instantly furious. He swore that once he saw Troy, he would pat him bald.

“With your speed, another ten days or so should be enough!” Muria gently stroked the brindled fur of the Giant Wolf, then gave it a pat, “Let’s go!”

“Roar!” The leading wolf let out a low growl, sending visible ripples through the air. In front of it, many branches were broken and leaves were shattered by the sound. Its physique has become stronger.

Then, the leading wolf, with Muria on its back, leaped down and dashed into the forest, moving in the direction Muria had specified.

After it set off, from behind, one giant wolf after another emerged, their bodies even larger than regular Fierce Wolves. They followed closely behind the lead wolf. The number of wolves was even greater than before, presenting a sight as dark and dense as a Black Tide.

However, within this fearsome Black Tide, there were specks of gold, reflecting dazzling golden light in the sun. These were the first pack of wolves that followed Muria. They too, were transformed by Muria’s aura, undergoing a Dragonization phenomenon.

It was very similar to the lead wolf a month ago. However, they had no qualification to lead this ever-growing wolf pack, nor did they even have a chance to compete for the title of Wolf King.

Because the one wolf that Muria rode, who was qualified to be called the Wolf King, had undergone a much deeper Dragonization process and was much stronger. It had the strength to suppress the entire wolf pack.

This is the opportunity that being in contact with Muria brought – transforming from a Fierce Wolf barely surviving in the forest with a few small wolves, to a Jungle Overlord ruling over hundreds of Dragon Wolves.

However, Muria’s true purpose in cultivating this wolf pack was to find his six rebellious Giant Dragons.

Wolves, are creatures with an innate keen sense of smell and predatory instincts. Additionally, as these wolves underwent the Dragonization process, their strength and physique kept improving. Consequently, their sense of smell also became more potent.

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“Boom!” Wherever the Dragon Wolves passed, all the beasts were frightened and birds flew away. Even Golden Level Ferocious Beasts, upon seeing the wolf pack, would turn around and leave, not daring to provoke them.

Of course, there were some that were so stubborn that they didn’t run away at the sight of the wolf pack, but instead charged headlong at them with reckless abandon. However, in most cases, these stubborn creatures had only one fate, to be torn apart and devoured by the wolf pack.

If the wolf pack couldn’t deal with it, then of course it was Muria’s turn. After swatting it to death with a single slap, he would throw it to the wolf pack as food, there was no third option.

Muria was not Tang Sanzang, who feared hurting ants while sweeping the floor or damaging moths while shading a lamp. The wolf pack marched with such great momentum, those who stand against it instead of running deserve no mercy. In such situations, why would Muria show restraint?

Moreover, as the wolves underwent his aura transformation, becoming stronger with larger bodies, they also needed to consume a lot of food. Otherwise, their muscular and skeletal growth would be exponential.

These once Fierce Wolves have not reached the level where they can directly intake the free elements in the air to sustain themselves. They still need food.

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Muria stood calmly atop an ancient tree filled with abundant foliage, his eyes dull as he looked down at the scene below which was like a Slaughterhouse. Thousands of green-skinned little creatures struggled and screamed under the vicious onslaught of hundreds of Dragon Huge Wolves.

This was the wolf pack hunting for food, and their prey was a large Goblin Tribe.

Gnomes, Goblins, Gnolls, these three are considered weak and are also collectively acknowledged as the monstrous races with the most numbers in the world. These three monstrous beings possess an environmental adaptability and reproductive ability that are astounding even for Deities. They can be found nearly everywhere in the world.”

Unfortunately, none of the Deities took a liking to these three monstrous races with the greatest numbers. These three races, they are all Chaotic creatures; only Deities who wish to become mad would go and develop believers among such a group of Chaotic creatures.

Of course, even for Chaotic creatures, if their numbers are large enough, some Deities would want them. After all, there are quite a few Deities in the Chaos Faction. However, these three monstrous races provide scarce and disordered power of faith after becoming believers, which is not worth the trouble.

Therefore, not a single Deity chose to protect these three lesser races.

The pungent smell of blood and the endless screams did not evoke any pity in Muria. The black-haired, golden-eyed youth stood on the only towering ancient tree within several hundred meters, watching the Huge Wolves devour the Goblins with a detached expression.

Such a scene, Muria had seen many times already. Along the road to meet up with Troy, whenever they encountered a gathering of evil creatures like Goblins, Muria would command the wolf pack to regard them as food and devour them entirely.

A group of Chaotic Evil Creatures with large numbers, who else to choose as food if not them?

“Creatures like Goblins do not deserve to exist in this world,” Muria murmured softly.

He expanded his mental power, sending it down the ancient tree beneath his feet, into the soil. Then, he “saw” numerous skeletons entwined underneath the tree roots.

There were all sorts of animal skeletons, but the majority were human… these were the “remains” of food, discarded as garbage by this Goblin Tribe and buried under the roots of this ancient tree.

Was he angry? Of course, after all, he was a human in his previous life. Seeing these creatures that feasted on humans, slaughtering them to the last was indeed a very logical decision.